jesus christ, I'm unstable.

I don't update.  No one really cares and I haven't any time, so it seems like a good reason not to update.  I have a lot of things on my plate at the moment, including NSF Fellowship applications, grad applications, the GRE, gah.  I'm going to die.

So I haven't updated in quite some time and I suspect that the only reason I'm doing so is because I don't want to work on things that I have due.  A lot has happened.  To recap ( Read more... )

Madeline L'Engle died.

I love how no one is here to hold me accountable for my actions.

If I don't complain about only talking on the phone once a week and I don't complain about the lack of an instant messenger service, and I don't say anything about never getting text messages ever, then it should at least be simple to ask for a five minute response to a fucking email. Ass.

this isn't going to work, is it?

If this physics thing doesn't work out, I'm going to enroll in a teaching certification program somewhere and teach physics, math, astronomy... or whatever it is that I'm qualified to teach... and then I'll let my heart lead the way after that.

Giving me a desk here is bad because that means I won't leave.

I cannot handle my life.

I've been doing things that I could never imagine doing. Things that I would seriously judge others for and I definitely deserve this judgment. I don't remember large portions of the weekend. It's involved a seriously large amount of alcohol. I need to regain control of my life. I suspect that it will all get much better when classes start, ( Read more... )